Every night quakes lightly
--like childhood's laughter.
Quick, give me a new thing
to see--yes, you, so beautiful
to me. America,
you're breaking
me.
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Earthquake dreams, deadlines, fears, news, OMG.
I am so sad the last words she may have heard as she died were "Fuckin' Bitch." I wonder how many women have heard those very ...
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